"How peachy nice," Betty huffed, making a small note of rebellion, though she’d never dare let it spill out too far.
"Come on Betty, why don’t you write in your diary for a bit, hmm? That should help you work through whatever’s got you acting like a little brat. Oh, and I’ll bring you some coffee, too. Just the way you like it… with plenty of sugar and, of course, your Mistress’s special magic."
Betty’s pout faded with the idea. She loved filling pages with all the thoughts and fantasies her sissy heart had.
"Alright, Mistress…" she murmured, pulling her diary out from the bedside table.
She sprawled across the bed, twirling a pen between her fingers as she flipped open to a blank page. With a slight giggle, she began to write:
Enjoy! Xoxo^^
Lara Lynn